Learning to Wait

There's something I've been thinking about for a quite a while now, and the past week or so has been no exception. If anything I've been thinking about it more. I feel like I'm in this state of transition, and I feel like I have been in this state for a while. Here's the thing, I know the areas in life and the things I have been thinking about during this time, but I don't know exactly what it is I'm transitioning into or what I'm transitioning from for that matter. Nor do I know how long this transition is going to last. And I'm okay with that.

Over the past week I read Psalm 27:14 and really took it to heart, and then yesterday while looking for something else completely unrelated I came across a song I had forgotten about, While I'm Waiting. 

"Wait for the LORD, be strong and take heart and wait for the LORD." Psalm 27:14 

So there's kind of a lot of uncertainty floating around. I don't know what is going to happen or when. But like the song says, I am hopeful, and I am peaceful. I wait patiently and faithfully. "I will move ahead, bold and confident, taking every step in obedience. While I'm waiting, I will serve You." Those words just ring so true right now. There are things I wish I could know now, but at the same time I am okay with not knowing. I really am peaceful and hopeful about the future. 

In this time it's like I'm in the middle of something, I don't know what, I guess just a stage in life, and I'm not going forward but I'm not going backward either. I'm waiting, trusting, and growing in faith. I don't know how long this transition will continue. So I wait. And right now I'm okay with the waiting. 

And now that I've got that rambling out, here's a brief update on life since it's been 2 months since I last posted anything. Clinics have been over for a week now and I'm just 1 case study, 1 project, 2 presentations, and 2 finals away from finishing the semester.

It has been a truly great semester. I did't realize until a few weeks ago that this is probably the first semester where there wasn't constant stress. Therapy plans, reports, clinics, classes, assignments, tests. That's what the previous semesters, being on campus for clinic, have looked like. This semester I was off campus at Promise Hospital, and I loved it! I could rave on about how much I enjoyed it and how much I learned. My supervisor there was just wonderful. It was the first time I was sorry to see a clinic end. My supervisor and I did make it into an ad in the NSSLHA (National Student Speech Language Hearing Association, yeah it's a mouthful, that's why we go with the abbreviation pronounced "nish-luh") newsletter. 

The completely unrelated thing I was looking for when I came across the song was this video. Enjoy.